The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-10-21

$40 AEA
you are IN adorable, capricious
woman" said he, somewhat insolent-
". u conceal his vexation.
"Ohl sir, do not be unkind, Please
give me back the letter | SO foolishly
sent your
But appreciate your letter very
much. It is charming!"
"Sir, am q faithful wife, and / love
NY husbsnd.n
The young man smiled again, and
leaning toward Alice he looked
straight into her eyes and said:
Il haven't your letter with me. /
carefully locked it up at home"
The young woman stepped back in
stinetiyely.
"Be generous, for heavens sake!
Do what ask. do not wish to see
you again. Send me back my letter,
beseech you. Return it to me
through the postoffice."
She begged him with clasped hands,
her face pale with anguish.
"Perbapsl'2 replied the young man,
deliberately, bowling gracefully as he
started off.
She felt like following him, to tell
him how angry she was, but, some OF
her friends coming up, she was
obligedto stop andtalk to them about
indifferent and frivolous matters
while her very soul was tortured by
impotence and feelings Of shame.
1t was Thursday, and she thought
OF leaving the next day, as soon as
she got her letter back, picturing to
herrelf the happiness she would feel in
rejoining her husband.
She slept very badly. at times GER
tain that Roger would return her let
ter, and, at others, dreading that he
would not do so, especially when she
remembered his insclent, ironical
look.
About seven in the morning, just as
the fatigue brought on by her emo.
ton was setting her asleep, she was
awakened with a start by the sound
Of Ealrried footsteps.
Some one raped at the door.
"Allce, it is l." called out Mr.. Wv
lens joyful voice.
She hastened to let him in, exclaim-
ing with transport: "Whyl is it you,
already2 / vas not expecting you for
two days yeti"
II wished to surprise you. l was
able to finish all my business ahead
of time, but / did not dare send you
word, as I was afraid that at the last
moment something might have sprung
up to detain me in Paris"
The young woman's heart was over.
flowing with happiness in being again
with her husband, who loved her so
tenderly, while at the same time it
was oppressed with feeling of shame
and remorse.
All of a sudden she gave astart; the
clock was striking eight; the postman
would soon arrive with newspapers
and letters. and among them would
be that cur sed letter OF hers.
She would have been glad to find
some excuse to send her husband of,
but ideas fitted SO rapidly through
her mind that she could grasp no sim
gle one. With her ayes fixed on the
clock, she could only repeat to her.
sell: 1.-THE postman is coming with
my letterl"
III am hungry" said Mr.. Vivien;
Suppose we 90 down to breakfast. /
have been travelling since mignightl"
And both went down together.
AS luck would have it, the postman
was behind time that morning. To
Alice, the voice of her husband sound
ed as it would have done in a distant
dream, as she pictured to herself the
row that was going to take place.
She looked at him eating so hearth
ly, his eyes beaming with tenderness
and confidence, and she thought how
soon all that quiet happiness would
vanish, and ali through her fault.
at lest she heard the pos1man's
footstep, and, coon after, the servant
laid the mail on the table.
Mr.. Vivien looked mechanically at
the envelopes, there were three letters,
Alice, overcome with terror, felt the
blood coursIng about her temples and
balzzing through her EAR as she closed
her eyes, almost ready to faint away.
"Who writes to you in this placer
asked her husband, handing her q
small, scented envelope, addressed In
q strange handwriting.
"Idon't know" stammered she.
"Look and see"
But Alice held her letter, without
daring to open it.
"Well, why don't you read that let
ter?" insisted Mr.. Viyien.
Then, with q movsment Of despair,
she abruptly handed him the letter,
saying;
Read it yourself, and she awaited,
expecting everything to fall to pieces
about her.
She heard the noise OF tearing pa
per, and then after a few seconds Of
mortal agony, her husband said:
1.-THE letter is signed Roger de Beau.
mont. He is the Secretary of q bene-
violent committee, and requests
your aid in raising funds for the or
phans."
Al few DAYS later MrsYivien taek
Alice back to Paris. The young
woman had not seen anything Of
Roger, and she was terribly worried
by the thought that her letter had
remained in the young mans posses
sion.